Only You | By : spikesbint Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het Views: 4118 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own The Phantom of the Opera, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: This story and its text belongs to me, along with the idea of it. The characters within it belong to Gaston Leroux and ALW. No monies are being made from its creation and it is entirely for entertainment purposes
My little Erik/you Smut ficlet...Porn with out plot. Inspired by the gutter talk at PGN. This is pure PWP and pretends to be nothing else, but I thought why should Christine have all the fun in fiction? You will have to excuse some of the modern terminology I have used like Cock and Fuck, but you are a liberal minded bunch and it’s not supposed to be about Erik and Christine. Besides isn’t Fuck an extremely old word or so I believe? Lol.
Erik looks up from the organ as you enter the lair. You are out of breath in your haste to reach him. It has been two days, almost too long since you have seen each other. As you stand there looking at him, you notice that his eyes are drawn to the rise and fall of your breasts beneath the tight corset you are wearing.
“I need you,” he growls on a husky whisper.
You throw yourself into his arms with such a force that he has to fight to keep his balance. You pull his head down to yours and circle his lips with your tongue before his mouth opens up to you.
Erik's hand creeps underneath your corset. He cups one of your breasts, rubbing the nipple to hardness. You groan into his mouth and grind yourself against him. He leans back against the organ, scattering his score sheets everywhere.
He unfastens your corset to expose you to his gaze. Erik then lowers his head and you feel his warm breath, before his lips close around one of your nipples, licking, and sucking its peak. You run your hands through his hair as you feel a flood of moisture between your legs as he moves his tongue onto the other breast.
He lifts his head, catching your musky scent in his nostrils. Erik smiles at you with a new confidence at his abilities to arouse the woman he loves. He lowers his head to kiss you again, deeply, as he runs his hands over body.
“I want to take you in my bed,” he groans against your lips.
“Please,” you sigh.
He picks you up in his arms and carries you to the beautiful velvet covered bed. He deposits you on the edge of it and turns to blow out the candles at the bedside.
"No leave some of them,” You plead. “I want to see your face when you are inside me,"
Erik smiles at you. The love in his eyes takes your breath away for a moment.
He walks over to the bed and kneels before you and places a hand on your stockinged thigh. You gasp at the feel of his warm strong hands, as his fingers stroke the naked flesh above the stockings before releasing them one by one from their clasps. He peels them down your legs, pressing feather light kisses as he goes.
He lays you back on the bed while removing his white shirt. Your fingers ache to touch his strong well-defined body. He joins you on the bed, half covering your body with his own.
There is still too much clothing between you both, as you writhe beneath his touch. He senses what you need and tears your undergarments from your body. You spread your legs a little wider in invitation for his questing fingers. He cups a breast before his hand travels lower and he slips a couple of fingers between your legs and dips them in your wet heat. You are more than ready for him. Erik watches your face as he moves his fingers inside of you a few times before he removes them. You watch as raises his hand to his mouth and he tastes you on his fingers.
Your own hands decide to explore him. You touch the dark hair that covers his chest, before you move lower, unbuttoning his pants and taking his erection in your hand. He feels hot and hard and heavy. Your hand moves up and down slowly. He groans and his eyes roll back at the sensations you are arousing in him. You smile at the power you have over his body...but your need is too great.
“Take me Erik." You plead. "I need to have you inside me,”
He obliges you by removing his pants altogether releasing his erection fully from its confines. You smile in anticipation at the size of his hardened cock as it stands proudly against his stomach. You pull him down to you, but he seems to want to tease you a little by resting his swollen shaft against the sensitive skin of your inner thigh.
You lift yourself off the bed a little, causing his foreskin to pull back. You feel a telling wetness, as his precum moistens your bare flesh. He catches a glance of himself in a mirror across the room, no longer afraid of his own reflection. He can see your expectant expression as he eases the head of his cock into your wet entrance, spreading your legs a little wider to accommodate him.
He wants you so much…you can feel his erection as it nudges against your folds, your damp channel easing his passage into your body. He sinks into you inch by agonising inch. Just when you feel you can take it no more, he thrusts up hard, and so deep to the hilt. You cry out from pleasure and a little pain at the same time.
You are impaled on him like a butterfly on a pin, a thick hard pulsing pin. He withdraws and you protest at the loss, before he thrusts into you again. You arch back in ecstasy, as he sets up a punishing pace. You notice he is watching you both move in the mirror. Your eyes meet in the glass as he pounds into you. It arouses you to new heights as you watch yourselves rock together, taking pleasure from each other’s bodies.
He is doing everything to you that you had craved for so long. Making you feel things, sensations beyond your wildest imaginings. You could cry at the sheer beauty of it.
You turn back to look at Erik's face, he isn't going to hold out for much longer. Neither are you. You hold onto his arms as he thrusts into you harder and faster.
“That’s it Erik, harder. Fuck me with that magnificent cock of yours.” you, urge him on.
You push him over the edge with your words, he laces his fingers in yours as you both begin to tumble into your release. Your inner muscles grip him so tightly as he comes within you, filling you with his warm seed. You gasp as you come with him and you watch each other’s expressions in the mirrors reflection.
Erik collapses against you and kisses your neck before withdrawing himself, causing an instant flood between your legs. He gently cleans you up before taking you in his arms and covering you both with the sheets.
You rest your head against his sweat dampened chest, feeling complete and sated. He kisses the top of your head.
"I love you,” he whispers.
"I love you too, always." you reply as you both drift off to sleep.
The End
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